There will be space heaters, but bring yer warm layers and yer booze and be repared to dance so we can all not die.

Squinch Owl is looking to make you feel better. She has a voice that, if you're not a robot, should make you cry or at least feel real nostalgic. She's got a new album for free download here: http://squinchowl.bandcamp.com/ but you should donate her money cuz this tour has been fraught with transmission problems so far.

Dr. Caterwaul's Cadre of Clairvoyant Claptraps is three errant, wrong-headed geezers (by comparison) who play odd assortments of folk/traditional music about murder and death. Cello, banjo and accordion makes the blues sound big and strange.